I have walked thru fields in other countries,

I have tasted of food exotic and sights new.

 

My pulse has quickened driving fast in sports cars,

My adrenaline was high driving fast on a motorcycle.

 

I was thrilled at my daughter’s birth,

I was humbled by my daughter and son’s adoption.

 

I felt the rush of speaking to thousands of people,

I was relieved when I saw one delivered.

 

I have eaten basic food with my fingers,

I have spent much on dinner with wine on white cloth.

 

I have walked with white, brown, yellow, and black,

I have walked with the uneducated and the rich.

 

I have done what most of 7 billion have only dreamed,

I am indeed a blessed man.

 

But my heart hurts.

 

My heart hurts to walk through a sea of people,

Who are humbled because they realize they are spiritually adopted.

 

My heart hurts to walk through a sea of people,

Who are joyous because they have all been completely delivered.

 

My heart hurts to walk through a sea of people,

Who are white, brown, yellow, black, uneducated, and rich all together.

 

My heart hurts to walk through a sea of people,

Eating dinner and laughing with The Bride Groom.

 

My heart hurts to walk through a sea of people,

Who are ignoring the food and all talking to Him.

 

My heart hurts to walk through a sea of people,

Who are oblivious to everything else but the Person.

 

My heart hurts for a people who are so enraptured by the Spirit of God,

That all ambition is gone.

 

My heart hurts for a people who are in love with a man named Jesus,

So they worship Him freely.

 

My heart hurts,

I am afraid there is no medicine for it.

 

Before sin has it’s slow death in my physical body,

I want to see something eternal live strong in the earth.

 

This one thing is all I now seek.

It is the medicine that will heal my heart.

 

Thank you Jesus,

That you are the great physician and you make house calls.